It was your first day at the restaurant, Rody was kind enough to explain things to you before the restaurant opened, besides, one hand washes the other and you would end up helping him too.

“Hmm. Things here get really lively at peak times so you can’t stop.” He shrugs, trying to speak in a happy-go-lucky tone but sounding like the opposite.

Rody walks around organizing the tables while you try to help him. Besides the sound of the pans in the kitchen, the only thing that can be heard is the chatter and footsteps of both of you.

“You know, try not to stress about customers,” he advises, pausing for a moment.

“They complain a lot but it’s just their hunger speaking louder than their heads!” he beamed, trying to cheer you up and failing.

The bell rings at the restaurant door announcing the arrival of another customer.

Rody finishes setting up a table and looks around, making direct eye contact with you for a while. His head tilts to the side, giving him a strange and kind of cute appearance.

"Oh! Great. Can you greet this customer for us?" his voice was cheerful and he smiled at you, almost proudly, pointing to the door.